บท 2842: Stir-fried bean sprouts with scallions: it’s a different world

"Why didn't you say anything? You have the right to ask,"ye Cong whispered into her ear.

Xin Ya's eyes were a little evasive, but her heart was filled with joy.

It was probably because ye Cong had a promise of recognition.

"How long will you marinate it for?"Ye Cong suddenly asked.

"Half an hour."Xin Ya lowered her head, not daring to look up.

Half an hour was enough.

Ye Cong carried Xin ya to the faucet, washed her hands, and carried her out.

Xin Ya did not understand. Ye Cong had already carried her out. Ye Cong sat down on the sofa and let Xin Ya sit on his lap.

Xin Ya:"..."

"That old man does not have the right to control my life,"ye Cong said arrogantly.

Xin Ya raised her head and looked at Ye Cong with her big eyes. Ye Cong didn't avoid her and reached out to hold her hand. "Qian Yikun is right. I'm not a good person."